"I let him know, will nap myself... Lucy"I went to the first cabin and look through the curtain on the little front window. Carrie was out cold. At th... second cabin Marilee was almost snoring, she made so much noise breathing. Jess had her shade pulled but I could see her hand hanging off the bed and a book on the floor. I went to my cabin door and opened it for Phineas to slip in. I went back to the house to make sure Coach hadn't returned and then walked to each of the cabin windows again,. She is wearing high heel boots and is still shorter than me. The slaver has a gun belt holding a holster with a pistol. She also is holding a riding crop in her leather gloved hands. I cannot recognize the scent of her perfume, but it is most pleasant. Mom introduces me to the slaver. The two of them walk around me as mom describes my feature. I am described as a healthy young male trained to be obedient and to blindly please all women. I feel that I am getting excited. The slaver notices that. Thanks to happy coincidences, that was now a reality. I climbed out into the sunlight, stretching and yawning briefly before going to check the girls. They were still fast asleep, likely still working off the alcohol I had force fed them yesterday. I grabbed another bottle of water, and took a long drink before pulling open the doors and giving each of them a healthy dose of it. As much as I enjoyed abusing them, I wanted to keep the girls alive and well. The last thing I needed was one of. My new girl-cock was buried to the hilt in my own daughter’s newly deflowered pussy.Fear spiked through me as the Indian woman with the same red-brown skin as her daughter closed the door behind me. She was a graceful, older woman, wearing a blue-gray pantsuit and a white, silk blouse, a necklace of pearls about her neck. She had the red dot on her forehead marking her as a married woman.I was so fired.Not only was I a teacher having sex with my students, one of the girls was the principal’s.